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"Hu~~"

Yan Junge let out a low and comfortable sigh, and his handsome face was filled with a sense of satisfaction at this moment. The big head gently pressed against Zhang Yiyan's forehead, kissing it again and again, as if eating a delicious candy.

Not only that, his big hands were not idle - he hugged the person in his arms tightly and pressed him directly to the edge of the swimming pool. Then, a hand quietly slipped in along the edge of the boxer briefs, and kept kneading the soft and delicate skin, but it seemed that it could never be fully satisfied.

Her charming peach blossom eyes blinked slightly, but she felt unsatisfied inside.

Yes, just not satisfied!

In the past, kissing, hugging, lifting and twirling around felt very satisfying, but now my heart is so restless that I want to tear the person's bones apart and bury her in my belly, and I will not give up until Yan Yan completely belongs to me from the inside out.

Ah~ Enjoying the pleasure of fish and water until the peak moment, that is the secret of life. Now it's only half done, and the union of soul and body has not been achieved. It's really uncomfortable!

He is empty! He is lonely! He's cold! He is going crazy! (???e???)

It was finally over. Zhang Yiyan's eyes were filled with moisture. He couldn't bear it and hugged his neck tightly. His thin chest rose and fell rapidly, "Stop pinching. I'm tired. Go back to the room."

How could you easily let go of such a good opportunity? If you try harder, Yan Yan would be the softest. And the swimming pool is the best, hehe!

Yan Junge lifted the girl up, lowered his head and exchanged a long and moist kiss. While the fragrance was intertwined, his big hand reached down further, "Yanyan~baby~wife~ please give it to me and let me do it." Until the end, otherwise it will make me feel uncomfortable. Can you bear to see me feel uncomfortable? Well~ give it to me, Yanyan~"

"Have patience!" Zhang Yiyan took away the troublesome hand and jumped to the edge of the swimming pool with his arms. He pressed his little feet on Yan Junge's chest and pushed out. "Stop making trouble and take me back."

His waist was sore now, his legs were sore and numb, and all the clothes on his body were torn off. This man was really getting more and more aggressive!

Yan Junge held the lotus-white little feet and giggled :-D, lowered his head on the instep, and kissed the ankle again and again. As expected, Zhang Yiyan's face turned even redder, "Yanyan, your little feet are so white and tender. Kick harder~"

As he said this, he really put his face towards her, and shy Zhang Yiyan quickly retracted his feet, "You, you~" You paused for a long time, not knowing what to say.

"You are my wife, I will not be serious with you~"

"..."(?°?°?)

"Yanyan~(*^3＾)" Before the kiss came, Zhang Yiyan endured the discomfort and stood up directly. He only had a pair of boxer briefs on him. He was looking for clothes, but ended up soaking in the swimming pool.

He glared at the culprit with a somewhat lackluster look, but someone followed him ashore with a smile. He picked him up and kissed him hard, "Go back!!!"

Zhang Yiyan pushed his shoulder gently, "I haven't even put on my clothes yet. What does it look like..."

"Baby, you are thoughtful, I am also afraid that you will be looked at by others." He pecked his cheek again, found a clean bath towel without much effort, pulled two of them to wrap around him, and put on his pants, naked With his upper body covered, he strode away.

Forty minutes later, Zhang Yiyan finally finished taking a shower and walked out of the bathroom wearing a white bathrobe after refusing Yan Junge's shameless request to take a bath together. The long belt is tied casually around the waist, adding a lazy beauty.

Looking at the wet hair, Yan Mou smiled and stepped forward to help dry his hair. However, Zhang Yiyan pointed to a machine next to the imperial concubine's bed and said, "You go take a shower, I'll blow it with this."

"..."

Yan's eyes were glowing green, and he turned back three times and finally entered the bathroom. Zhang Yiyan lowered his head and smiled. This man's thoughts were written on his face.

Sitting on the imperial concubine's couch, facing the hot wind, she squinted her eyes comfortably. When Yan Junge came out covered in moisture, wearing only a bath towel, he sat down next to Zhang Yiyan. With a big hand, he lifted the person onto his lap and said, "Yanyan, it would be great if I could blow dry your hair."

He smiled and nodded his nose, "This little machine is very good. It makes no noise and feels quite comfortable. You don't have to hold the hair dryer all the time."

"Wouldn't it be more comfortable if I blow it for you?" He pursed his lips and kissed him hard twice, making a loud noise. Zhang Yiyan tilted his head to avoid his kiss. He couldn't avoid it at all. He couldn't help laughing, and put his small hands around his strong waist. , "Stop making trouble, don't wear good clothes, eh~"

Yan Junge smiled evilly and grabbed his little hand and pulled it on his body, "Hey, hey, touch your abdominal muscles, and then your chest muscles, aren't you charming~"

Zhang Yiyan smiled, raised her eyebrows, and pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips, "Charming~"

Then he tilted his head and leaned on his shoulder, and closed his eyes comfortably. Yan Junge saw him nestling in his arms like a cat, and felt his whole heart soften. He grinned so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, and lowered his head. He nibbled on the tip of his nose and said, "Are you sleepy?"

"Ah."

"Okay, let's put our baby to sleep!" Someone picked up the baby with all his strength, moved lightly to the big bed, placed the baby on the soft big bed, and leaned over him.

At this moment, a clear and loud doorbell suddenly rang. The two looked at each other, and Yan Junge curled his lips helplessly: "Don't worry about it!" Before he finished speaking, the annoying doorbell became louder and faster.

Zhang Yiyan quickly broke away from his arms, jumped out of bed, looked at someone who was only surrounded by his lower body, sighed, and walked to the door barefoot. Yan Junge followed quickly with some dissatisfaction. He wanted to see Look at who is so ignorant that he dares to ruin his good deeds.

The door opened, and Xie Huai appeared in front of him with a smile on his face. But when he saw the situation of the two people in the room clearly, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times unconsciously.

Despite this, he still tried his best to squeeze out a smile and said: "Junior brother, I have something I want to talk to you about..."

Glancing at Yan Junge with a gloomy expression from the corner of his eye, Xie Huai felt that there seemed to be a black line sliding down his forehead. He bit the bullet and continued: "Go to my place to talk! As for Team Yan, you have a good rest."

"..." Yan Junge was about to object, but was overtaken by Zhang Yiyan. He nodded slightly in agreement: "Okay, I'll go change my clothes."

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside the door."

Before the door closed, Xie Huai heard Yan Junge's deliberately coquettish voice, "Yanyan, let me go with you~~~" He stiffened in fright and raised his head in horror, only to find that the door had already been closed.

I,,,,fuck,,,,

Was Yan Junge acting like a baby just now? ? ?

No, no, no, a freshman like him is acting coquettishly with his junior brother? ? ?

Is Yan Junge so dead in private? ? ?

With such a dead look, why does junior brother still like him? ? ?

Xie Huai had already adjusted his expression on his face, but his heart was filled with a level 3000 storm. He now regretted that he shouldn't have agreed to bring people to the island just for Yan Junge's million.

If only his uncle knew that he was the one who sent Yan Junge to his junior brother! ! ! !

Thank you Huai! Death!

Thinking of that scene, Xie Huai's heart shook violently!

Keep it secret, it must be kept secret, and you must not let your uncle know! ! !